“I do not believe these lies,” she answered, with the calm of one whose convictions were carven out of white marble.
“For these words, dear, I thank you.”
“It is these women who have worked this web of slander.”
Brother and sister stood silent a moment, looking at each other like two trustful children.
“What of father?” he asked her, suddenly.
A shadow swept across her face, and her eyes darkened.
“He is reasonless,” she said—“mad, mad.”
“I must renew his sanity.”
“I doubt it—I doubt it.”
“Is he so ungenerous to his own son?”